Matter of Fact: A Hockey Romance (The Hart Series Book 7)

by M. E. Carter

  She laughs and I’m struck by how much I enjoy the sound of her happiness. It’s a stark contrast to the first time we met and something I want to hear more of.

  “Heels and gravel definitely don’t mix but I’m pretty sure my shoes don’t matter. Your legs are twice the length of mine anyway.”

  I turn toward my truck before remembering her car is here.

  “Mind if I drive? I can bring you back to get your car first thing in the morning.”

  “Sounds perfect.”

  As soon as my truck door is open, I hike her up and onto the seat. Before I can close the door, Ellery grabs me by the shirt and pulls me to her.

  “I know you’re ready to go, but I’m not sure I can wait that long.”

  With her words, I’m a goner. She fuses her lips to mine, kissing me hard and passionately. Ellery takes complete control as she licks the seam of my lips demanding entrance. From that second on, there’s no holding back.

  My arms wrap around her small body and somehow her skirt hikes up over her hips, enough to allow her legs to wrap around my waist. I can’t stop myself from grinding against her, the friction doing nothing to relieve the tension that’s coiling inside me.

  Ellery’s hips begin moving, chasing a release that won’t come in this position and with this many clothes on. Neither one of us seem to care, though, too immersed in our passionate make-out session.

  It isn’t until I hear some catcalls from people walking into the bar that I can finally break away from her.

  “I don’t want to take you in the front seat of my truck in front of all our friends. We need to get home. Now.” My voice is deeper and raspier than normal, thick with desire. I have never needed a woman like I need her before. And somehow I know I’ll never need anyone else again.

  With one last kiss, Ellery pulls away. “Let’s go.”

  The drive to my place is only minutes but seems like it takes forever. And Ellery is awfully quiet.

  Looking back and forth between her and the road, I try to figure out the look on her face. She seems deep in thought, but I can’t tell if it’s a dirty thought. I hope it is. “What?”

  She glances up, seemingly startled by my question. “What what?”

  I smile at her cuteness. She may look like a bombshell, but she’s still the same sweet inexperienced woman I enjoy getting to know. “You’re thinking too hard.”

  She bites her lip and I know she has something on her mind. I only hope she’s not reconsidering.

  “I want to do something but I’m not sure I should.”

  Now I’m really curious. “What is it?”

  She pauses before saying, “This.” Reaching over tentatively, she places her hand on my cock and begins to rub.

  I hiss and make a concentrated effort to not stomp on the gas. “You should definitely do this.”

  “Really?”

  My nostrils flare and my hips begin moving again as she strokes gently over my jeans.

  “I wish my hand was underneath your clothes right now,” she whispers.

  I immediately go into action, unzipping my jeans and shoving my briefs aside putting her hand exactly where I want it. The relief I feel when she grasps me only lasts a second before the need to be inside her takes over again.

  Ellery strokes and rubs and plays, exploring me with a gentleness that both feels amazing and leaves me wanting more. Needing more.

  “It’s so soft,” Ellery says quietly and I almost come from the sound of her innocence.

  “You seem surprised,” I say more to keep myself under control than to make conversation.

  “I am. I know we had sex before, but I guess I didn’t really take the time to get to know this part of you.”

  Before I know what’s happening, she leans over and kisses the tip of my cock, making my hips buck.

  “Holy shit, Ellery. Honey, you need to wait to do that.” She sits back up, confusion written all over her face. “I am so amped up, I’ll be done before we get to my driveway if your mouth gets anywhere near my cock again.”

  “Your cock? That’s what you call it?”

  Holy shit, this woman is going to kill me with all this innocence. But I still can’t help myself than to play along.

  “Say it again.”

  Ellery licks her bright red lips. “Cock.”

  I groan in frustration that we’re not already at my house, which seems to delight her. We both know she has total control over me in this moment. Exactly how it should be.

  The last part of the drive is sweet torture as she continues to play and by the time I park in my driveway, I’m about to go out of my mind with lust.

  Not bothering to fix my pants, I doubt my neighbors are paying much attention, I slide Ellery across the seat and wrap her legs around me so I can carry her into my house without breaking our connection.

  “Wait!” she calls out before I’ve taken more than half a dozen steps. “You forgot to close up the truck.”

  Cursing under my breath just makes her giggle as I backtrack and shut the door.

  “A little anxious are you?” Her voice is husky as she kisses down the side of my neck, nipping at the juncture of my shoulder.

  “You’re such a temptress.”

  We finally make it into my house and out of the public eye. Pushing her up against the back of the door, I revel in her groan at the contact.

  “You’re ready for me now, aren’t you? Should I just slide your panties to the side and fuck you right here?”

  She gasps as I do just that, sliding one finger and then two inside her, pumping along with her as she rides my hand. Her beautiful mouth falls open as she puffs out her breaths, unable to control herself anymore.

  In seconds, I feel the walls around my fingers contract. Ellery’s head falls back as she cries out her pleasure. It’s possibly the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

  I keep stroking her gently as she comes down off her high, watching her every expression as she does. When her glassy eyes find mine, she says the last words I expect to hear in this moment.

  “Bed. Now.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Ellery

  It feels like only seconds from my orgasm against the door, which was a pleasant surprise, until I’m lying on my back on Liam’s bed watching as he gets undressed.

  I could be making myself useful and taking off my own clothes, but I can’t stop staring at him.

  He’s a giant compared to almost anyone I’ve ever known before, but there’s such a gentleness about him when he’s with me. His bulky frame is defined by abs that could rival that of a Greek god. And his shoulders, good lord they’re broad and massive and the sight of them makes me want to climb him like a tree. Which wouldn’t be too far-fetched considering our height difference.

  Liam doesn’t seem to care that I’m on the shorter side. If anything, he seems to like picking me up and tossing me around in the bedroom. I don’t mind it at all. It gives me a strange sense of vulnerability when I’m with him, but in a good way. Like he can shield me from the harshness of the outside world. It’s not something I’ve ever really felt before so it’s not unwelcome.

  As his boxer briefs slide down his legs joining the rest of his clothes, his eyes catch mine and he gives me a shy smile. “What?”

  “I’m just admiring your physique,” I answer honestly. There’s no reason to lie. He knows he’s sexy.

  “I’d like to admire yours, too. You planning on getting naked?”

  He slides his hand up and down his cock and the side of his lips tilt up as he waits for my answer.

  “I was hoping you could get me naked.”

  His nostrils flare as he stalks toward me, his hand still stroking.

  This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Not that I have much experience in that department. But something about the tightly restrained power behind all his movements makes all of my inhibitions disappear.

  I want this man in every way I can get him.

  Kneeling befor
e me, Liam grabs me by my ankle and pulls it to his lips. I groan at the contact as he nips while removing my strappy sandals. Who knew this was an erogenous zone? Obviously him.

  Once my shoes are discarded, he slides his big hands up my legs but he doesn’t go for my skirt, he goes under it grabbing my panties and pulling them down, down, down, so slowly I want to scream. When my panties are finally over my feet and on the floor, he spreads me wide and just stares at my most intimate spot.

  Showing me his phone, his eyebrows raise just slightly. “May I?”

  I feel my eyes widen in surprise. I find his question a huge turn-on, but am I brave enough to let him take a picture of me like this?

  “Wha… um… what are you going to do with it?”

  “Look at it. Probably jack off to it when you aren’t here.”

  My breathing hitches at the idea that a simple picture of me could turn him on so much.

  Quickly, I nod. “But I want to see it.”

  He smiles his agreement and moves the phone into position. I feel myself getting even more turned on just knowing what he’s doing.

  “Holy fuck,” he groans and I hear the click of the camera.

  Turning the phone around like I asked, all I see is me. Not my face or any recognizable part of me. The part that only Liam will recognize. I’m swollen and glistening and while it doesn’t do anything to turn me on, I suddenly understand the appeal it has for Liam.

  “Do you want me to delete it?”

  I shake my head slowly, unable to stop myself from biting my lip. “I want you to look at it whenever I’m not here and you need to take the edge off on your own.”

  Liam’s eyes roll in the back of his head and he lets out a groan before tossing the phone aside and attacking me with his mouth. He’s brutal as he licks and nips and feasts on me like a starving man. It’s all I can do to not grab him by the hair and hold him in place so we can stay like this forever.

  All too soon, Liam is kissing up my body, pulling off the rest of my clothes as he goes, until he’s lying on top of me. But this is not what I had in mind.

  Pushing him back, I try for confidence when I demand, “Roll over.”

  He grabs me and flips us until I’m impaled on top of him, my hips rolling, enjoying the feel of him inside me. Liam on the other hand is relaxing, hands behind his head like he doesn’t have a care in the world. He does though. I can see the excitement in his eyes. The anticipation of what’s coming. Not to mention the hardness throbbing inside me. And that’s when my nerves hit.

  Sensing my change in mood, Liam reaches up and cups my cheek. “What’s wrong?”

  “I’ve never done it like this before,” I confess quietly.

  “Never?”

  I shake my head and huff out a small, humorless laugh. “Kevin liked me on the bottom.”

  I immediately know I’ve said the wrong thing when Liam sits up so quickly he pushes deeper inside me, making me gasp. “First things first, he has no place in my bedroom when you and I are being intimate. It’s only you and me in here. Nothing kills the mood more than comparing what’s happening between us to your former lover.”

  My stomach drops and I feel my cheeks flame with embarrassment. “I…I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you mad.”

  “You didn’t make me mad. I just need to be very clear on that.” He gently takes my cheeks in his hands and kisses the tip of my nose. “Ellery, he lost his chance with you and I’ll be damned if we need to talk about him again in regard to sex. From here on out, it’s just you and me. Okay?”

  I nod quickly, still feeling the sting of shame at bringing up an ex during such an intense moment.

  “Second and this is the important one…”

  I swallow hard, nervous about what he’s going to say. He is a huge, alpha male of a man. What if I’m not enough for him?

  “… don’t ever be embarrassed if you want to try things with me. Want to ride me?” He pulls my hips toward him in a mini thrust. “Tell me. Want to try reverse cowgirl? I’m game. Don’t hold back. I want you to learn your likes and dislikes. What gives you maximum pleasure. And in return, when I’m in the mood to turn you around and fuck you against the wall, I’ll let you know.”

  I feel the walls inside me clench at his words. He must feel it too because he looks down at where we’re joined and smiles. “Does that make you excited? The idea of me riding you hard and making you come until you can’t walk anymore?”

  I can’t make the words come out, so I nod instead.

  He runs his hands down my chest, kneading my breasts on the way down. “Have you ever done it doggy style before?”

  Still no words but another shake of my head and more movement from my hips as my thoughts go wild.

  “You want to try it?”

  Another nod. This time, though, Liam isn’t having it.

  “No way, sweets. You have to use your words. Do you want to try it doggy style?”

  “Yes,” I finally squeak out. “Please yes.”

  He picks me up like I weigh nothing and pulls out of me, making us both groan at the lost contact. Gently, he lays me on my stomach and rips my skirt off of me. His big hands grab my hips and with a quick pull, hikes my naked ass in the air. The cool air contrasts with how hot my skin feels and goose pimples cover my body.

  Liam’s hands rub up and down my spine, up and down my ass, fingers gently running up my slit as he lines himself up and pushes inside. Slowly, slowly he stretches me and I can’t help the groan of pleasure that leaves my body.

  “Liam!” I yell when he thrusts once quickly and hits a spot inside my body I never knew was there.

  “You like that?” he practically whispers, body bent over me so he can run his nose up and down my ear. “You like me taking you from behind?”

  “Yes!” I practically shriek, my whole body feeling like a live wire as he continues with his small thrusts, each one building the feeling inside me.

  He increases his pace and soon I can hear his hips slapping against my thighs, the sound encouraging me to sit back more so he never leaves me. Never leaves this position.

  Liam grabs my hips and sits back on his knees, taking me with him so I’m sitting on top of him. He moves me back and forth, up and down, increasing the pace.

  “Touch yourself,” he breathes in my ear. “Reach your hand down between your legs and feel me inside you.”

  I do as he demands, opening my fingers so I can rub my clit with the heel of my hand while my fingers graze his cock.

  “There you go, sweets. Your pussy is so sweet.”

  “Ooooooh,” I moan, knowing I’m close, but needing something more. I just don’t know what. “Liam,” I plea, hoping he knows what my body needs more than I do.

  “I know. I got you.” Bending me forward, he gets me on my hands and knees and he thrusts. No, it’s more forceful than just that. He drives into me, fast and furious. The only thing I can do is hang on for dear life as he works me over, hitting that sweet spot over and over and over until my body finally snaps.

  “OOOOOHHHHHHHMMMMMMMYYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy………”

  My voice trails off as the orgasm releases, and then I listen as Liam reaches his own climax. His body practically frozen as he groans from deep within his chest, trying to catch his breath while still making tiny little thrusts, milking out his orgasm for all it’s worth.

  We collapse in a heap of tangled, sweaty limbs, no words spoken. Just heavy breathing as we slowly come down from the oxytocin high.

  Liam pulls me closer to him, his heavy thigh slung over my leg. He’s not just the big spoon. He’s the all-encompassing spoon.

  “How do you feel?”

  “I had no idea sex could be like that.”

  I feel the rumble in his chest as he chuckles. “So, I take I you enjoyed it?”

  “Um, yeah. That was…” I try to think of a word to describe it but there’s nothing. “Wow.”

  “It’s always wow with you.” He kisses the back of my ne
ck and I snuggle in deeper, content to be right here as long as he’ll have me. “What do you want to do now? You hungry?”

  “Only for a little more… cock.” I can’t help the giggle that comes out when I use the term he gave me. It sounds so strange coming from my mouth. But it makes me feel worldly and experienced. Like a grown-up.

  I can practically feel Liam smiling behind me. “Woman, you are going to kill me.”

  “Maybe. But what a way to go out.”

  Chapter Sixteen

  Liam

  Ellery.

  She’s so beautiful in the shower. Her body, so slick. Her insides so wet as I pump slowly in and out of her. Her hair slicked back.

  Man, I love this haircut. It gives me easy access to all my favorite places of her.

  “Ellery,” I call out, hoping she’s as close to coming as I am.

  “Nope. Just me motherfucker.”

  The deep voice is in stark contrast to Ellery’s normally sweet one. What’s happening? Is she sick?

  My desire to protect her from whatever ails her interrupts what could have been the most powerful orgasm of my life.

  “There you are. I see you coming around.”

  I recognize that voice now. Fucking Tucker. What the fuck is he doing in the shower with me and my girl?

  “Get out, asshole.” My voice doesn’t sound nearly as angry as I feel.

  “Can’t. The nurse says I have to stay right here until you’re able to walk to the car.”

  Nurse? What nurse? And why do I have to walk to my car?

  Everything begins to go fuzzy around me and Ellery suddenly disappears.

  Am I dreaming? And which part? Is Ellery the dream or is Tucker? My head is fuzzy and I’m so confused.

  What I assume are hands lightly slap my cheeks. That confirms it. Ellery would never do that, although I’m not sure how my brain knows that tidbit of information. Tucker would though.

  I bat him away, now irritated at the intrusion on what was only a sex dream. Too bad. It was a really good one.

  I only get a moment’s reprieve before the hands are back, peeling my eyelids open. Now I’m really getting pissed.